A bad movie with a great soundtrack is still a bad movie.  There in lies the problem of One Perfect Day, a movie trying to cool but lets itself down with an incoherent screenplay.

            Tommy (Spielman) is a pianist, violinist, musician and wannabe composer.  He’s studying in England and roams the streets with his microphone and mini-disc recorder looking for music and sounds to inspire him.  Back home in Australia, his girlfriend Alysse (Walsman) is waiting.  She’s a budding singer looking for a big break and may have found it when approached by a small-time music agent who wants to make her a star.

            Tragedy will bring Tommy home when his sister Emma (Cornish), with whom he was very close, dies of a drug overdose in one of Melbourne’s leading nightclubs.  When he learns that it was his girlfriend who provided his sister the drugs, their relationship is all but over.  After the grieving period passes Tommy meets Trig (Phillips), an energetic raver who has a few contacts and sees promise.  Trig helps Tommy land a few gigs and at last, Tommy looks to have found the symphony he has been searching so long for.

            I do hope my plot description is confusing as that was the lingering feeling I endured throughout.  There was little introduction to any of characters and I was unemotive towards their plight and eventual destiny.   Too many questions I was asking myself and director Paul Currie along with co-writer Chip Richards weren’t giving me the answers.

            It’s always with reluctance that I dish out on an Aussie film.  We certainly have the talent to match it on the world stage but sadly that talent isn’t on display here.